[Tekst til "Headshot" ft. Nafe Smallz]

[Intro: Branco]
Han har en burner by hans side
To partnere ind' i bilen, we gon' ride
På hvem end der prøver, viser jeg the knife
Ja, det' stadig bare fuck the other side
Forever we gon' slide

[Omkvæd: Nafe Smallz]
(Uh) One time for my n***as I lost
I came straight up out the mud, I admit I was lost, yeah
You ain't here with me, but I'm wishin' you was
Ridin' dirty in the city, head full of these drugs
Where I'm from, this shit's cray', yeah, feel I was slow
Running from them bullets havе you feelin' the rush (Yeah, yeah)
Whеn the bullets come, you run out of luck
Now, if they talking money, then they mentionin' us

[Efter-omkvæd: Branco]
Han har en burner by hans side
To partnere ind' i bilen, we gon' ride
På hvem end der prøver, viser jeg the knife
Ja, det' stadig bare fuck the other side
Forever we gon' slide
[Vers: Branco]
Den her er til min' brødre, der' væk
Husk at kærlighed på gaden er mer' værd end nogen frygt
Og husk, at alle smiler, når de ser den der check
Men husk, at vi gør alt for vores ære og respekt, yeah

[Bro: Branco]
Youngin' på det corner, et move fra et headshot
Eller et fra at være next up
Bror, ikk' get next up

[Omkvæd: Nafe Smallz]
(Uh) One time for my n***as I lost
I came straight up out the mud, I admit I was lost, yeah
You ain't here with me, but I'm wishin' you was
Ridin' dirty in the city, head full of these drugs
Where I'm from, this shit's cray', yeah, feel I was slow
Running from them bullets have you feelin' the rush (Yeah, yeah)
When the bullets come, you run out of luck
Now, if they talking money, then they mentionin' us

[Efter-omkvæd: Branco]
Han har en burner by hans side
To partnere ind' i bilen, we gon' ride
På hvem end der prøver, viser jeg the knife
Ja, det' stadig bare fuck the other side
Forever we gon' slide
[Bro: Branco]
Youngin' på det corner, et move fra et headshot
Eller et fra at være next up
Bror, ikk' get next up

[Omkvæd: Nafe Smallz]
(Uh) One time for my n***as I lost
I came straight up out the mud, I admit I was lost, yeah
You ain't here with me, but I'm wishin' you was
Ridin' dirty in the city, head full of these drugs
Where I'm from, this shit's cray', yeah, feel I was slow
Running from them bullets have you feelin' the rush (Yeah, yeah)
When the bullets come, you run out of luck
Now, if they talking money, then they mentionin' us (Let's go, let's go)